Another trip to Williamsburg this past weekend, this time to rendesvous with Aunt Lacey and Uncle Nate, who flew in from Florida to go to a friend's wedding nearby.
Kacy stayed home with Susie and Byron, enjoying some Princess Spaghetti-O's; the adults hit Colonial Williamsburg. Nate tried breaking into a wee Revolutionary house...
...which happened to be the cobbler.
GrandDan and Boots' colonial nightmare--Libby and Lacey in the pillory posts.
Dinner at one of the taverns in CW, complete with Virginia peanuts.
We did a haunted ghost tour that evening. We aren't positive, but we think the highlight for Lacey was smooching Thomas Jefferson.
Sunday AM...
Kacy telling us what sound a tiger makes.
She was very excited when Susie gave her a "drum" to play with.
It all started so innocently. Kacy went outside with Uncle Nate to catch bugs with her net.
Then she discovered that Byron had turned on the sprinklers.
Our ice cube (temps were in the mid-70s that day, the water not much warmer than that).
Time for the great bubble chase.
Kacy decided that sopping wet clothes were weighing her down.
Trying to blow bubbles for herself. Thankfully, they are non-toxic. The wand mostly ended up in her mouth.
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